The mountain road in Kunlun is indeed a bit long, and after walking for a while, the owner of the black oil-paper umbrella walked to the front of the small courtyard on the mountainside.

The door of the courtyard is open, you can directly see the scene in the courtyard, the owner of the black oil-paper umbrella, without hesitation, walked towards the courtyard, but just a few steps, in the gate of the front hall of the small courtyard, suddenly burst out of a white shadow, regardless of the mud and rain, snapped towards him.

Dugusheng held the umbrella in one hand, bent down slightly, and touched the little head of the little guy who was holding his thigh tightly and refused to let go with his other hand.

The little guy felt the other person's movements, and reflexively turned another ......

Chapter 300 of "The Lost God King" The Flower of Hope and Freedom is being hit in the hand, please wait a while,

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